The dragon snorted, blissfully unaware of his friend's unhygienic threat to his dignity, but let the challenge drop as he was distracted by adorable tiny gryphons and dragons pouncing and tumbling through the grass. Talk of drinks made him thirsty for a nice, chilled cider - if he could get it in a bucket or trough appropriate to his current shape - but he hummed a soft agreement at Adam's concern for Amalia. Mention of joints in the Guildhall had him snorting an amused negation, however, and he shifted a wing to nudge the black snake with membrane-covered 'finger.' What they do with you outside the Guildhall for fun and giggles is up to them, but no drugs in the Hall,he chuckled to take any potential sting out of his words. I hate to think of the fire hazard to the books!
A soft croon of encouragement met Adam's desire to take Peter to this mythical beach place, but he huffed a quiet laugh at his friend's description of it. I've never seen the ocean, or a beach that wasn't part of a lake,he reminded his friend of their previous conversation. I don't know about it being particularly sexy... from what I've read, wouldn't sand get into, ah, unfortunate places? But... no, I haven't been yet. He went quiet for a moment, exhaling a frosty puff from his nostrils. I should. Exploring new places... a year ago you couldn't have kept me out with threats or violence. But now... He turned his head to blink down at his snaky friend, suspecting Adam might understand better than most. I know what you mean. I want to go with Rory, but if he won't go... then I don't know how much it matters.
A soft croon of encouragement met Adam's desire to take Peter to this mythical beach place, but he huffed a quiet laugh at his friend's description of it. I've never seen the ocean, or a beach that wasn't part of a lake,he reminded his friend of their previous conversation. I don't know about it being particularly sexy... from what I've read, wouldn't sand get into, ah, unfortunate places? But... no, I haven't been yet. He went quiet for a moment, exhaling a frosty puff from his nostrils. I should. Exploring new places... a year ago you couldn't have kept me out with threats or violence. But now... He turned his head to blink down at his snaky friend, suspecting Adam might understand better than most. I know what you mean. I want to go with Rory, but if he won't go... then I don't know how much it matters.
